Chapter 61

Perhaps hundreds of characters are just a cover...

Qi Xiang began to speculate, and it wasn't baseless. Under the透视 (penetrating vision) of his divine soul, the densely packed characters, interconnected, seemed to form an extremely complex pattern.

This pattern was quite regular, filled with profound and obscure energy. As he looked, Qi Xiang felt as if the threads within the silk were exerting a pull, making him involuntarily drift over.

In an instant, Qi Xiang felt as if he had fallen into a vortex, his divine soul involuntarily spiraling, twisting, echoing, and rotating with the complex threads.

The world spun, changes were unpredictable, and he drifted with the flow.

After one cycle, Qi Xiang vaguely grasped something, capturing some traces of profundity.

If one cycle wasn't enough, then another.

The process repeated, over and over again...

One cycle after another, like the wheels of a carriage, never stopping.

At first, Qi Xiang tried to fully comprehend and experience, but as time passed, he became dizzy, dazed, and gradually it became an instinct.

After a long time, he didn't know how long it had been, as if it were an eternity.

Suddenly, a loud boom, and all thoughts vanished in the silence, a single spark of enlightenment appeared. It was like a brilliant firework, a flash of lightning breaking through the chaos, like a bright sun piercing through the darkness.

Heavenly thunder triggered earthly fire, and the light spread magnificently!

Qi Xiang, dazed but clear, felt himself sitting in the air, with a radiant character, emitting a bright light, condensed within his formless and intangible divine soul.

Not only that, but a layer of hazy light also spread around his divine soul.

At this moment, a clear and bright moonlight, as if drawn by some force, suddenly shone through the window, then like a silver-white veil, draped over his divine soul.

The moonlight was like water, slightly cool, and very comfortable.

The clear moonlight intertwined with the light of the character, immediately blending like water and milk, inseparable.

"Pop!"

Qi Xiang's divine soul suddenly trembled, and the moonlight and character, now fused, instantly split into fine, hair-like rays of light.

These rays rapidly spread, like a spider web, quickly enveloping his divine soul, forming a crystal-clear, jade-like, silver light cocoon.

Qi Xiang suddenly understood and immediately calmed his mind, continuously drawing the boundless energy of the moonlight, further contracting, refining, and solidifying his divine soul.

The light cocoon, suspended in the air, was semi-transparent, barely visible. If there were others in the room, they would surely think it was a supernatural event, and be frightened to death, fleeing in terror.

After a moment, the transparent light cocoon slowly grew, almost filling the entire room.

But as time passed, the light cocoon gradually compressed and shrank.

In the end, it condensed into a small sphere, about the size of a ping-pong ball. The light cocoon, though small, had arcs of lightning energy intertwining and shining inside and out, crackling with energy.

The scene was somewhat eerie, like the calm before the storm, harboring something.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the ping-pong ball-sized light cocoon violently contracted, condensing into a point of light, then exploded, creating a fierce storm, distorting the space around it.

Winds rose and clouds gathered. At the center of the explosion, a semi-ethereal figure suddenly shot through the air, piercing through the roof of the estate, and directly soared into the high sky.

The sky is vast for birds to fly, the sea is wide for fish to leap.

The divine soul, hovering in the high sky, overlooked the mountains and the earth, experiencing a different kind of sensation.

From now on, there would be no more constraints in the world, and he could roam freely.

Qi Xiang smiled, feeling elated and exhilarated. It was a joy from the depths of his heart, a joy he had never experienced before. He felt the cool night breeze, bathed in the clear, cold moonlight, and was deeply intoxicated.

At this moment, Qi Xiang finally understood that his current state was true soul separation.

Before, it was merely a detached soul. The soul, separated from the body, was very weak, so it needed the protection of incense smoke. Once it left the range of the smoke, the soul could not withstand the pressure and destruction of the world's energy, and was almost destroyed.

However, through a fortunate encounter, he finally overcame the detached soul state and entered the true soul separation realm.

At this realm, he no longer needed external protection and could freely separate his soul at any time. He could travel the world, unbound and free, with his fate in his own hands...

Traveling from the northern sea to the southern mountains in a day was no longer a fantasy.

Qi Xiang's heart stirred, and his soul flashed, instantly appearing on another mountain. Whether by chance or intention, his soul landed above the estate on the opposite mountain.

Qi Xiang's soul flashed, but had not yet stabilized in the air above the estate.

Suddenly, a very intense energy, like a volcanic eruption, fiercely burst forth. Before he could react, he was hit by this powerful force and was instantly thrown high into the sky.

For a moment, Qi Xiang felt as if he were on a roller coaster, experiencing a series of ups and downs, disoriented and confused.

"What's going on?"

After a while, Qi Xiang finally stabilized his soul, but felt it weak and scattered, and hurriedly returned to his own estate to rest and recover...

After a short rest, Qi Xiang opened his eyes, surprised and doubtful. The grand ambition of controlling his own fate was largely extinguished.

His tail had not even lifted, and he had not been proud for long before he was hit hard, waking him up. He realized deeply that the world was vast and full of dangers.

"What happened?"

Qi Xiang tried to recall the details of what had just happened. He vaguely remembered that the intense and fierce energy seemed to have emerged from the direction of the estate's entrance. However, the specific situation was still a mystery to him.

Qi Xiang frowned in deep thought, unaware of the passing time, and soon it was broad daylight.

The sun was high, and the room was bright white. Qi Xiang also woke up, ending his contemplation and turned to examine the silk scroll hanging on the wall. At this moment, he noticed that the scroll was already damaged.

On the thick, soft silk, there were suddenly many holes, like bullet holes in a sieve. The positions of these holes were where the fine threads of light had originally formed the characters.

When Qi Xiang deciphered the secrets of the characters, the fine threads of light exploded and shattered, like being hit by bullets, forming brilliant bullet flowers. The silk scroll had become a tattered rag.

Qi Xiang casually threw the tattered rag away and then went to bed for a long sleep.

He rested and recovered until the evening.

In the deep night, the wind was cool like water, the stars were sparse, and the half-moon shone, making everything still. Qi Xiang sat in the pavilion, focusing on the mysterious and unfathomable characters within his divine soul.

Gradually, his breathing became very slow, deep, and powerful. Suddenly, his body tilted, and the illusory divine soul emerged from his spiritual platform.

After the soul separated from his body, Qi Xiang flew outside the estate, floating in the moonlight.

In the moonlight, Qi Xiang refined his divine soul, feeling a continuous, cool energy flowing into his soul, slowly restoring his confidence and determination to try again.

This time, Qi Xiang was more cautious. His soul moved slowly and silently, approaching the estate on the opposite mountain. However, he only hovered around the perimeter, not intruding.

He circled the estate, focusing his senses, and soon noticed that the entire estate was filled with a mysterious and obscure force.

This force, like a huge lid, firmly covered the estate.

"What is this force?" Qi Xiang was puzzled. He observed the entrance of the estate from a distance and vaguely sensed that the source of the force was something hanging on the door frame.

Qi Xiang pondered for a moment, then suddenly flew to a nearby villa. To his surprise, this villa also concealed a strange force.

Of course, compared to the overwhelming force of the estate, the force hidden in the villa was much weaker.

Qi Xiang, not giving up, began to wander around the mountains.

After wandering for about half an hour, he made two discoveries.

The first discovery was that the connection between the soul and the body was closely related to distance. The closer the soul was to the body, the stronger the connection, and any changes could be immediately sensed.

If the soul flew far from the body, there was almost no connection.

Especially when the soul flew more than a kilometer away, it felt like a wandering spirit, and the sense of emptiness and loneliness made Qi Xiang feel afraid, so he quickly flew back.

The body was indeed a precious vessel for crossing the world. Without the soul, the body was just a walking corpse, eventually turning into bones. But without the body, the soul would become a wandering ghost, inevitably dissipating into nothingness...

The two should be interdependent, neither can exist without the other.

The second discovery was that after wandering around the mountains, Qi Xiang found that some of the luxurious villas were protected by some strange force, while others were empty and unguarded, allowing him to enter freely.

And the strange force varied in strength.

The strong ones, like the nearby estate, were overwhelming, causing him much trouble. The weak ones were like a thin sheet of paper, which could be easily punctured, and the layer would immediately shatter.

At this moment, Qi Xiang's soul was in front of a villa with a weak force, hesitating whether to try to break in. After a long pause, he finally "clenched his teeth" and "closed his eyes," and pushed hard.

The weak force of the villa did have some effect, like a layer of foam, providing some resistance, but it quickly shattered.

Qi Xiang almost felt no pressure as he entered the villa...

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